The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

Cao Bin told the story of Concubine Hui who went to the emperor to plead guilty and was punished by being confined to the house for reflection.

Xiang Yi said, "Eunuch, our queen was beaten like this, and Concubine Hui is just going to reflect in her room. His Majesty probably doesn't know how badly our queen was injured!"

"Your Majesty still... doesn't know. Miss Xiangyi, we need to ask the imperial physician to come and take a look immediately."

Fei Wan tried to stop him, "Eunuch Cao, please don't bother me. The imperial physician already took my pulse this morning."

Xiang Yi said, "You didn't let the imperial physician examine your injuries at the time! The place where you were beaten is getting redder and redder. You have to see it, Your Majesty!"

"But I'm a criminal now, and His Majesty has disliked me. Why would I bother calling in the imperial physician? It would only make His Majesty even more annoyed with me... I'm alone, and I can finally leave here and have peace."

Fei Wan asked Cao Bin to go back, turned around and faced the wall, lay down again, and covered her head with the quilt.

No more talking.

Xiang Yi pleaded with Cao Bin in a low voice: "Grandpa, please think of a way to save my queen. This can't go on..."

"Don't bother with that, young lady. Your Majesty is someone close to your heart. It was just a misunderstanding, but it's cleared up now. Your Majesty would be heartbroken to see you like this."

Cao Bin quickly said goodbye and went out to "find a solution".

What can you think of?

It's nothing more than letting His Majesty know that Empress Zhao is seriously injured, feeling sorry for her, and reconciling quickly!

As I left Gongzhengsi and walked out the door, I happened to see a familiar face.

"Master is well!"

Xiao Linzi carried the food box and soup pot and saluted Cao Bin.

Cao Bin's face darkened.

The emotions that I had suppressed with great difficulty over the past few days suddenly surged up for no reason.

"I told you not to call me Master anymore."

"Yes, Eunuch Cao."

Xiao Linzi quickly changed his words and bowed his head respectfully, but Cao Bin didn't give him a good look. He flicked his sleeves and left.

Xiao Linzi bowed respectfully, and only looked up after he walked away, then turned around and continued his work, delivering food to his queen.

He knew that Cao Bin's knot in his heart was difficult to untie, so he didn't try to untie it. He just did his best to be polite when they met.

In the distance, when Cao Bin was turning a corner in the long street, he saw Xiao Linzi bending over behind him out of the corner of his eye, and his nose suddenly felt sore.

Of course, I wasn’t moved by Xiao Linzi.

It's not all about missing and regretting the adopted son who passed away.

I just feel so much grievance and sadness in my heart that I don’t know where to start or when it will end.

Cui Liang, Liang'er, Liang'er...

He knew very well that Cui Liang was not a good person.

But this child looked so much like him when he was a child, he was almost a replica of him when he was young.

Not only do they look alike, but their eyes are also similar. When they first met, Cui Liang was only ten years old. His small eyes were full of silliness and dullness. He didn't dare to resist when being bullied. He wiped his tears while working honestly.

He rescued him immediately and took him away.

It has been more than ten years since I adopted him as my godson.

Unfortunately, Cui Liang looks stupid and not very smart inside. He has a poor brain but is a little clever. He does not have the ambition and tenacity to endure hardships, but only has a great ambition.

He protected him, spoiled him, couldn't bear to let him suffer any injustice, and loved him very much.

Finally, the pain drove him to the point of despair.

This palace can accommodate ambition, but it cannot accommodate foolish ambition.

Cao Bin knew that he couldn't blame Concubine Zhao or Xiao Linzi, he could only blame himself.

But why should he blame himself?

Haven’t you suffered enough in this life?

Everyone secretly cursed these eunuchs as rootless people, saying that they only cared about money and not people, and that they were physically and mentally disabled.

But if there is a way to survive, who would be willing to get stabbed?

For the rest of your life, you will become something that is neither human nor ghost.

He allowed Cui Liang to enjoy everything he hadn't enjoyed at his age. When Cui Liang made mistakes, he tolerated them and helped clean up the mess, offering a few mild reprimands without truly forcing him to admit his mistakes and mend his ways. He knew he loved himself more than his son. Watching his son grow up freely, he felt as if he, too, was being treated with the same love and care.

But in the end, Cui Liang was killed.

"You don't have this blessing, but you insist on enjoying it."

When Cao Bin was drinking with his old friends, he smiled bitterly and laughed at himself.

Mocking Cui Liang is also mocking yourself.

But why.

Why are people different from each other and are they born different?

The emperor and Cui Liang are about the same age.

Cui Liang is bad, so the emperor is... good.

In order to get promoted, Cui Liang took the wrong path, was used by spies, and even actively participated in the espionage activities.

Where is the emperor?

What did you do to gain power?

The capital was invaded by the Tartars and so many people died. The Tartars were certainly hateful, but if it weren't for the emperor's self-righteous planning, this would not have happened!

In terms of killing people, the emperor is more hateful and sinful than Cui Liang.

Why could he still lie on the dragon bed, give orders to concubines and courtiers, and receive the palace servants' meticulous service?

But his son could only die, his bones crushed and ashes scattered in a mass grave!

"why?"

"why?"

Cao Bin walked forward aimlessly.

My chest feels stuffy and my eyes are wide open.

My head is full of unanswered questions.

The two young eunuchs following behind him hurriedly chased after him and called out to him to stop, but he could not hear them.

why?

This seemingly unsolvable question had always been lurking in his mind, never daring to come forward. But today, after experiencing the Emperor's irritability, Concubine Hui's recklessness, and his own busy work, on this chaotic yet ordinary day, it suddenly popped up.

Become extremely clear.

Cao Bin thought that it was Xiao Linzi's sudden appearance that made him lose control and suddenly burst into tears.

Later, one day, a long time later, he suddenly had an epiphany.

Not Xiao Linzi.

But it was Empress Zhao.

Empress Zhao's skillful acting, which almost fooled him, and her arbitrary planning that disregarded the emperor, ignited him like a spark.

It suddenly made him dare to compare the emperor and Cui Liang.

I dare to ask three words of great weight: Why.

But at this moment, he had not noticed it yet and thought that Empress Zhao was really beaten by Concubine Hui.

Intellectually, he had been deceived.

Emotionally, he had already been led astray by Empress Zhao.

With doubts and a hidden but restrained resentment towards the emperor, Cao Bin walked wildly on the palace road for half an hour.

Exhausted, I finally stopped.

Ignoring the astonishment of the accompanying eunuchs, he put away all his emotions, returned to the duty room with an expressionless face, wiped the sweat off his face, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the imperial presence.

He did it perfectly and revealed Empress Zhao's injuries to the emperor.

Just right to arouse the emperor's sympathy.

He diligently played the role of an old slave who cared deeply about his master.

Hearing the emperor's angry rebuke: "If that's the case, why don't you take Concubine Zhao out of the palace and treat her as soon as possible!"

He simply knelt down and pleaded guilty as usual, saying with deep fear, "I'll do it right away. It's all my fault. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Then he crawled out of Chen Qian Palace and arranged everything personally.

But he knew in his heart that something had changed.

He is no longer the same person he used to be.

Sometimes a person’s transformation does not necessarily require hysteria or facing a wall for ten years.

That kind of transformation that is completely reborn and unforgettable often happens in our daily lives, in an instant.

"Your Majesty, Empress Zhao is outside seeking an audience."

Night falls.

Cao Bin led the palace servants carrying the stretcher to the outer hall of Chenqian Palace, where Fei Wan was lying on the stretcher.

He went in first to report.

"Let her in! All of you get out!"

"Uh... Your Majesty, I'm afraid Empress Zhao won't be able to see you alone..."

"Why!"

"The Empress is seriously injured..."

Cao Bin lifted the curtain and let Fei Wan's stretcher into the hall.

He showed his panic in a very measured way.

Seeing the emperor's surprised expression, he stepped forward to comfort him with great discretion.

Everything is just daily.